Seeing Feng Qi about to be pierced by the Burning Sky Sword, the softest part of Mu Qing's heart was struck hard.
Especially when she saw Feng Qi's white-haired, aged face, her heart trembled.
The Feng Qi in her memories was still the youth he had once been.
His brilliant smile had always remained in her heart, the warmest harbor whenever she felt lost or sorrowful.
Only now did she realize that Feng Qi had grown old.
After knocking back the Burning Sky Sword, Mu Qing slowly raised her head to look at Jian Ji, scarlet light flowing through her eyes.
The pain in her heart transformed into surging killing intent.
The scarlet arcs of lightning winding around her body erupted with dazzling light.
Under Jian Ji's disbelieving gaze, Mu Qing slowly drew back her fist before throwing another heavy punch.
The instant her fist swung out, it was as if a scarlet sun had risen. Its radiance blotted out the stars across the sky, while her surging blood and qi gathered into a tsunami that swept toward Jian Ji with world-destroying force.
Before the attack even arrived, its oppressive might was already upon him.
Jian Ji decisively recalled the Burning Sky Sword. With a wave of his hand, it split into countless sword-shadow clones before him and met the crimson tsunami head-on.
Boom!
Jian Ji was instantly blasted backward, sent flying more than ten thousand meters in the blink of an eye. He simply could not face Mu Qing's punch head-on.
Even Mu Yao in the distance was caught in the aftermath and could only keep swinging the Silver Dragon Spear to resist the scarlet onslaught.
Looking at the blurry scarlet figure hovering above Mu Qing's head, excitement flickered in Mu Yao's eyes.
She knew her guess had been